Chapter 278: senior?

When the guards passed by, the two figures flashed quickly and rolled to the door.
Su Ze wiped his eyes and made sure that he did not read it wrong. He immediately gave his subordinates a look.
At the moment, on the street not far from the back door, the two men quarreled and attracted the attention of the guards.
Taking a moment when the guards walked away, Lu Mingshu and Zhou Ruying jumped out and went out to protect the government.
At the same time, the warnings of the Dufu House sounded.
However, these have nothing to do with them.
Seeing Lu Mingshu and Zhou Ruying, Yan Fei sighed and whispered: "Ling girl, can you return the lesser to us?"
Ling has no loose hands and threw the half-dead man to Yan Fei.
Su Zedao: "The Dufu government has found that people are gone, we have to hurry."
This incident cannot withstand the tracing. Once they are rescued, they will have to leave Fuyicheng immediately. Suize had already arranged it, and the restaurant and the industry all gave up. There were people in the city outside the city. After the incident, they immediately left and disappeared.
Lu Mingshu three people have to go. However, for Fu Yicheng, the people who appeared to be out of thin air, disappeared and did not check.
As a result, the two sides of the two sides of the silver goods, parting ways.
Lu Mingshu and Ling Wuqi took the first step. Zhou Ruying returned to Qingxue to confess the final affairs, and the last three met outside the city.
Barren hills outside the city.
Seeing Zhou Ruying came over, Lu Mingshu poked his head from behind the big stone and recruited beckoning: "Here."
Zhou Ruying ran a few steps and fell behind the big stone.
"Is everything ok?"
"Yeah." Zhou Ruying said, "Their brothers and sisters have found the power to rely on, and the illusion will be dissolved."
Lu Mingshu nodded. This is the best result for Xiang Zichen's brothers and sisters. The three of them, Xiang Zichen's character is soft, Xiang Zimei is impulsive, and his nephew is still small, and he can't support Qingxuan. Without that ability, is there a miracle? Still a little better.
"Their things have been solved, it's us." Ling Wuyi said, "Who, you take the mirror out."
"What are you worried about?" Zhou Ruying smiled. "Yes, you thanked Yan Fei and Su Ze for threatening us!"
"Free!" Ling was cold and cold. "I just don't want to stay here."
"Ha ha ha, Ling girl, are you shy?" Zhou Ruying found that she was uncomfortable under the cold face, and immediately hit the snake with the stick.
"..." Ling Wu has a burst of blue veins on his face. "Zhou Ruying, don't think I don't dare to do it for you!"
"How old are you, how angry is this? Is it not good to praise you?"
"..."
Lu Mingshu listened to the two men bickering, the mood is surprisingly good, even the Ling Wu is not so pleasing to the eye.
She took out the mirror and stoned the stone.
Zhou Ruying and Ling Wu’s quarrel stopped immediately, and both of them stared at the mirror.
With the injection of spiritual power, the light of the mirror is getting brighter and brighter.
Ling Wuqi breathe quickly, she has a hunch, this time can become!
Zhou Ruying also grabbed his sleeve and muttered nervously.
Although the world is not bad, she still hopes to go back, after all, it is home.
If the mirror light of the water flows out, the aura is dissipated, causing the attention of the passers-by.
"Look, what is that?"
"Light, there is light!"
"Baby, it must be baby!"
"go!"
Without waiting for those people to approach, the mirror light surrounded the three and suddenly disappeared.
So those people came over and saw only a bunch of Lingshi crumbs that had exhausted their spiritual power.
......
"Tick! Tick!" The water drops.
Lu Mingshu moved his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.
"Woke up?"
Unfamiliar voice came, she quickly entered the state of alert and jumped up.
However, he found himself in a cave, a middle-aged scribe, sitting at the stone table and smiling at her.
The breath on the other side was very calm, and unlike the hostile look, Lu Mingshu slowly put down the alert.
Ling Wuzhen and Zhou Ruying are still lying on the ground, not awake.
"Hello is..."
Middle-aged scribes: "Don't you guess it?"
Lu Mingshu silently, salute: "Predecessors."
You can shuttle the mirrors of the opposite world and collect enough energy to come back. She thought, this is the real test of this Yuyang Mountain?
I just don't know, she and Ling Wuzhen, Zhou Ruying three, who finally got the approval of the master?
The middle-aged scribe stared at her and said, "Look at your roots, is it under the door of Xiang Hongfei?"
Lu Mingshu flashed his eyes and immediately replied: "Back to the predecessors, yes."
The middle-aged scribe nodded: "There is also a fate."
Lu Mingshu silently looked at Ling Wu and Zhou Ruying on the ground: "Predecessors, why are they still not awake?"
"This should ask you." Middle-aged scribes, "I don't want to wake up."
Lu Mingshu stunned, and then there was cold sweat on his back. Yes, she shouldn't wake up. It will bring a strong shock through the outside world. However, with the help of the skywheel, she has already experienced it in the way of the soul. She is used to this shock, so she wakes up. Very fast.
"You don't have to be afraid." The middle-aged scribe said with a smile. "Look at Xiang Hongfei's face, I won't be like you."
Lu Mingshu was surprised: "Predecessors know the master?"
The middle-aged scribes were beheaded in a lonely tone: "There are only a few masters in the ancient summer. Everyone bows their heads and sees them, but they don't know."
She pondered in her heart and asked tentatively: "How do you know what the seniors call?"
The other party replied very quickly: "Die Yu."
"Di..." Lu Mingshu thought and turned, and was shocked. "Hello is the Nanze sword Di Yudi senior?"
Di Yu smiled and nodded. "For so many years, I didn't expect the junior to remember my name."
Lu Mingshu took a breath. In the Tongtian Pavilion, she once saw the deeds of the Nanze Sword God. It was just: "Predecessors, you...have been over seven hundred years old?" How is it still alive?
The other party nodded: "You are a disciple of the Jiu Yao Palace. I am a classmate with your founding father Song Songran."
"..." Lu Mingshu did not know what to say. Song Zushi has been dead for more than three hundred years. This Nanze sword actually lived to the present? And look at his appearance, look good, live for a hundred or eight years without any problem.
"Do you have a lot of questions in your heart?" asked Di Yu.
Lu Mingshu took a deep breath and calmed his mood before he said: "Di's predecessors forgive me, and the younger generations are ignorant, but they don't know that the cavernous environment can live for so long."
Di Yu smiled: "The hole can't be, the Yuan Ying can, isn't it?"
Lu Mingshu is a glimpse.
"You just came back from that world, it should be very clear. Don't talk about Yuan Ying, even if you are a Dan, the repairer of that world, it is common to live seven or eight hundred years old."
"..." Lu Mingshu did not know what to say. I always feel that my three views are going to collapse. This Di senior seems to be doing something earth-shattering.